Enel

The field was strewn with the dead bodies of the intruders and their inhuman blood, and Enel stood among them. The enemies were defeated, but his subconscious told him otherwise. En glanced at the corpses, gradually calming down and telling himself that they were all dead, but as soon as he turned around, his words slipped out.
Enel: "Oh, fuck."
En recoiled from the sight. A being in human form, like an angel, was descending from the sky, but its intentions were far from angelic. Its large wings had feathers that were black in places, gold in others, and gray in the rest. Its body was strong, almost muscular. And it was from this body that the magical aura emanated, which En sensed on a subconscious level.
That being was you. Enel tensed, taking the weapon and gripping it tighter, thinking you were just as aggressive as those who had fallen. A nervous smile appeared on his face, almost maddened, anticipating an attack.